Summer Lovers: A Hotwife Novel

by Lexi Archer

  I turned to look for Michelle, but she’d disappeared walking out towards the wave pool herself. I shook my head. Whatever was going to happen with her was going to happen, but I desperately wanted to see it.

  The only problem? I suddenly had Jennifer and Samantha, they always seemed to come in a package, coming for me. And so I allowed myself to be swept away as Jennifer held me in a hug that lasted for perhaps a touch longer than was strictly necessary.

  "Ladies," I said. "Always good to see you."

  "Come with us," Samantha said, taking my hand. "We're going to the wave pool."

  I cocked an eyebrow. Well then. Talk about convenience. The wave pool was exactly where I'd been hoping to go. I grinned.

  "That sounds like a great idea!"

  And so I allowed myself to be dragged away towards the wave pool. I saw a couple of jealous glances from guys who'd been moving in towards the sexy duo, but they all backed off when they saw the girls wrapping their arms around mine and practically dragging me towards the pool.

  I could only imagine how jealous they’d be if they knew I was banging Michelle on top of getting Jennifer’s and Samantha's attention. Though, to be fair, they might be getting Jeff's attention if he'd stuck around instead of going straight for Michelle.

  Either way, this fit nicely with my plans. It allowed me to go off to where I was pretty sure Michelle and Jeff would be. I could keep an eye on her while also keeping up the pretense that we weren't in a relationship without making her too suspicious.

  At least I hoped I wouldn't make her too suspicious. Once again I wondered if this was all in my mind, but quickly dismissed that thought.

  I allowed myself to enjoy the moment. Being pulled away by two incredible hotties. Two girls that I wouldn't mind spending some time with if I wasn't with Michelle. There were worse ways to pass the time.

  7: Wave Pool

  The wave pool was decently populated even with the small amount of lifeguards that made up the permanent staff for the summer. And there was no wonder why. It was one of the few places, aside from the lazy river, where people could get up close and personal with one another.

  The advantage to the wave pool at these parties was the disadvantage we dealt with during the day. It was easy for things happening under the surface to get lost with the waves obscuring everything.

  It made it incredibly frustrating to work at the wave pool, but at the same time it made it the perfect spot to have a little bit of fun with someone after hours.

  As soon as I got there I saw Michelle wading out into the pool. It was hard to miss her. I don’t think a single guy in the area missed her, and that certainly got my cock’s attention. Right behind her was Jeff, though she didn't seem to realize he was coming up behind her. That would change pretty soon with as fast as he was moving.

  I pulled the girls out towards the waves. They were going pretty steadily. Usually there was a break, but in the evening they just kept the thing going. They figured everyone was a good enough swimmer, and besides no one had drowned on one of these nights in the decades this place had been operating.

  That was probably one hell of an accident waiting to happen, but it wasn’t my problem.

  "Oh my," Jennifer said. "So eager to get out there into the waves, are we?"

  The insinuation was pretty damn obvious. Everybody knew exactly what happened out there in the waves. Hell, there were stories about people getting laid out there in the wave pool, though in my experience getting laid in water wasn't exactly the best of experiences. I knew I’d never try to actually fuck a girl in here considering what I saw going into the water during the day. I shivered thinking about it.

  As I looked around I saw several people already making out. A couple of girls had their legs wrapped around guys as they spun around in the pool. Hell, I even saw a couple of girls getting up close and personal. Megan and a friend of hers who I recognized but didn't really know all that well. I blinked in surprise at that one.

  "So how far out do you want to go?" Jennifer asked.

  "Oh I think he wants to go all the way out there," Samantha said.

  I glanced over at her and she looked me up and down as well. Well then. I'd assumed she was just being a good wing woman for her friend, but there was definitely more than a little interest in that look.

  Had I been wrong about these two all along? Was Samantha into me as well? It would've opened up a world of fascinating possibilities if it wasn't for the pesky fact that I was taken.

  Taken in secret, of course. And so I figured I was just doing my due diligence in playing along with the ruse by allowing myself to have some fun in the wave pool with these two beauties. I was just keeping up appearances and avoiding doing something suspicious like turn them down.

  Never mind that wading out into the deeper parts also allowed me to keep a close eye on Michelle. Jeff had reached her. He moved out and put a hand on her shoulder, and she turned around and smiled. I wondered what was behind that smile. Was it interest? Was she glad to see him? Was she turned on? Thinking about all the fun things they could do under the waves?

  I just wasn't close enough to know what the answer was. God how I wish we could be closer, and so I pulled Jennifer and Samantha out farther.

  I’d hoped to keep a low profile, but unfortunately Samantha rendered that impossible. She waved and shouted. "Woo! Go Michelle! Get him!"

  That only served to immediately draw Michelle's attention over to us. To me in particular. She looked at me. Saw me in between Samantha and Jennifer, and I suddenly realized that perhaps putting on a show and trying to keep up appearances was something she wouldn't appreciate.

  She narrowed her eyes and then turned back to Jeff. And to my surprise, a surprise that had my cock rapidly growing harder, she threw her arms around him. Smiled up at him. Jeff blinked in surprise, but then his hands disappeared under the waves.

  Dear God how I wished that wasn't happening under the water. How I wished I was up on one of the walls running along the edge of the wave pool where it would be a little more obvious what was going on. But of course there was no one up there tonight. It was just us lifeguards down in the pool. And so I had to settle with watching from afar.

  Jennifer came around in front of me and I suddenly found myself holding her as she jumped. Wrapped her legs around me. Her pussy made contact with my cock which was tenting out, rock hard, though probably not for the reasons that she thought.

  Of course the reason she thought I was so hard was perfectly obvious from the way she grinned.

  "You naughty boy! You were excited to get out here with us, weren't you?"

  I grinned. I had to keep up the pretense with her, after all. It's not like I could look up at her and tell her that the real reason I was so turned on was because I was watching Michelle, who by the way I was secretly dating, getting up close and personal with Jeff. Imagining they were getting frisky under the waves while I watched. Wondering if they'd gotten frisky with each other before, or if this was the first time.

  Either way, Jennifer or Michelle, it was a fucking turn on.

  "How is he being naughty, Jennifer?" Samantha asked.

  I jumped as Samantha came up behind me. A jump that caused my cock to press up against Jennifer which caused her to let out a delighted giggle. Samantha pressed up against my back and I had the distinct pleasure of feeling her tits mashing against my back even as Jennifer was pressing against me from the front. I was in a hottie sandwich with the second and third hottest girls at the water park! Damn!

  I was batting a hundred this summer.

  I very nearly choked as I felt Samantha's hands run down my stomach. Along my six pack. Down to grasp my cock. She moved her hand up and down the length, brushing against Jennifer's pussy for a moment which caused Jennifer to smile and giggle.

  "You're not the only one being naughty, are you Luke?"

  I shrugged and smiled. Damn. Talk about every man's fantasy, and yet I couldn't go too far. I glanced over to Michelle
and Jeff. To where she was looking straight at me with an unreadable expression on her face.

  It wasn’t unreadable for long, though. No sooner had she caught my eyes than she jumped as well. And it was obvious she was wrapping her legs around Jeff. He grinned and his hands moved down. I had no doubt his hands were grabbing her ass. Holding her up. Providing some support as the waves rocked them.

  I felt lightheaded. I felt like I was in danger of passing out. Holy shit! I'd wondered about him manhandling her, I'd fantasized about it while fucking her, but now it was actually happening. I was witnessing it.

  Damn!

  Jennifer leaned down. "This feels so good. You have no idea how long I've wanted this!"

  "You'd be surprised," I said.

  Jennifer had been pretty obvious about looking me up and down for most of the summer. If anything the real surprise was Samantha being interested as well. Not that I was knocking that interest.

  Speaking of obvious. I couldn't be too obvious about staring at Michelle and Jeff. And so I turned and angled Jennifer slightly so I had a direct line of sight over to Michelle. To where she was leaning in close to Jeff. Whispering to him. And as I stared as she leaned down and started nuzzling at his neck. Only she wasn't looking at him while she did that. No, her eyes were on me the entire time.

  My cock throbbed and started to twitch.

  "Oh dear! Someone really is hot!" Jennifer said.

  "Maybe we can help him with that?" Samantha said

  And before I could stop her, her hand moved down into my trunks. Wrapped around my cock. I heard her gasp.

  "Damn Jennifer!" she said. "His cock is huge!"

  "You're preaching to the choir, sister," she said. "I can feel it grinding against me!"

  Jennifer’s breath picked up as she spoke. Almost as though just grinding against my cock was enough to give her one hell of a dose of orgasmic pleasure.

  "You know we’ve had sort of a thing for you for a while now Luke," Samantha said. "It started with Jennifer, but I'm starting to see what she was talking about."

  Her other hand ran up and down my abs as she said that. Moved up and then and she flipped Jennifer's top up. I felt her tits pressing against me. I very nearly lost my breath at that.

  A wave crashed into us and I almost inhaled it. I spluttered for a moment, and when we came back up Samantha had pulled up her top as well. Meanwhile her hand was working my cock. Rubbing it against her friend even as she jerked me off. Damn she was skilled!

  And yet despite these two hotties coming onto me like this, despite them giving me the kind of thrill that most men only dreamed of, I had only eyes for Michelle. Jeff.

  I desperately wanted to know what the hell was going on over there under the waves. Even as it seemed pretty fucking obvious what the hell was going on. The way she stared was so intense.

  I watched as Michelle lifted up and down. And I realized she wasn't rising and falling in time with the waves. No, she was lifting up and down on something else. My breath caught. I felt ice settling into the pit of my stomach even as my body was set on fire. Was she rising up and down because she was fucking him? Holy shit. I needed to know, and yet I didn't dare go closer.

  Michelle’s mouth opened. She was gasping. She was breathing heavily. And that was all the confirmation I needed. Something was happening. Jeff had a look of intense concentration on his face. Almost as though he was trying not to blow his load.

  Were they fucking over there? I had no way of knowing if they were fucking. I desperately needed to know if they were fucking! Was my girlfriend getting it on with another guy no more than ten feet away from me?

  And yet the water hid it all. It hid whatever Michele and Jeff were doing. It hid Samantha's hand working on my cock. My breathing picked up and I let out a strangled grunt even as Jennifer started to tremble against me.

  "Go on Luke," Samantha said. “Come for me. Come against Jennifer. I know she wants it.”

  I didn't need any encouragement from her to come. No, it was the thought of Michelle and Jeff that finally did me in. Of course I also got an assist from Samantha jerking me off, but more than anything it was watching my girlfriend. Imagining that another man's cock was sliding up inside her, that finally sent me over the edge.

  I whimpered as I exploded into the pool. As I exploded in Samantha’s skilled hand. As I exploded against Jennifer's pussy, though I wasn't particularly worried about that. I was pretty sure the chlorine would kill any of my swimmers before they made it anywhere near the outer edges of her suit. It's not exactly like we were going to be risking an immaculate conception here or anything.

  The entire time I was coming against Jennifer I stared at Michelle. She was still gasping. I thought I could almost hear her. I was powerless to move. I was still exploding against Jennifer. I felt her tits pressing against me from the front even as Samantha pressed against me from behind.

  Finally I came down and Michelle was disengaging from Jeff at the same time. She took his hand and moved towards exit to the wave pool, glancing over in my direction with a thin smile still on her face.

  Shit!

  8: Panic

  Panic.

  Michelle made her way out of the pool. Out into the sparse crowd of lifeguards hanging out in the shallows. Mostly people who hadn't found somebody to pair up with quite yet.

  I watched intently. If she turned left that meant they were going towards the entrance. They could be going to any of a number of slides operating in that direction. If she turned right then she was likely heading back towards the manager’s shack. That meant they could be getting up to the sort of fun that wasn't strictly sanctioned by the park.

  I watched intently. It was difficult because Samantha and Jennifer were writhing on either side of me. The feel of their tight bodies pressed against mine made it difficult to concentrate on anything, let alone trying to follow Michelle.

  "What's the problem?" Jennifer asked.

  Her hand moved up to my chin. Tried to pull my head back towards her lips, but I resisted. Somehow. I'm not sure how I pulled that off, it was a Herculean effort, but I did it.

  "Hold on a second," I said.

  Jennifer let out a noise that sounded like disgust, but I wasn't paying attention. No, I was focused on Michelle. On Jeff. They turned right. Disappeared around a bend.

  Fuck!

  I was terrified yet at the same time I was so turned on. What had they already done under the water? What were they going to do? Was anything really going on here? Or was she maybe just fucking with me?

  Something about the look in her eyes as she glided past me sandwiched between Jennifer and Samantha told me she wasn't in the mood to play around. No, whatever she was doing, she was serious. I’d just pissed her off and thrown Jeff at her in the bargain. What the hell was I thinking? What was I doing?

  Well, to be honest I knew what the hell I was thinking. I was thinking about how hot it would be if she started grinding up against Jeff while I got to watch. I was thinking about how much I needed to see that. I was thinking about whether or not they'd been having a little bit of fun with one another behind my back.

  And now it was a moot point whether or not they'd been doing it behind my back before, because after the little show I just pulled with Jennifer and Samantha it looked like she had every intention of doing something now.

  Only she wasn't right in front of me. That was the rub. I wanted to see the show and now the show was happening somewhere else. They'd disappeared somewhere in the park. Somewhere I couldn't find them. I desperately wanted to figure out where they were. Of course that involved extricating myself from the situation that pissed Michelle off to the point of running off with Jeff in the first place. Damn it.

  I turned and tried to pull away from Jennifer, but Samantha tensed up behind me and prevented that from happening. I bit back a curse that came to mind. Trapped by the very situation that had caused Michelle to run off all of pissed with Jeff in the first place.

  "Is som
ething wrong?" Jennifer asked.

  "Yeah, where are you going?"

  I cast around for something, anything, that would be a good reason for me to leave those two. But what could I say? That I was terrified my secret girlfriend who they couldn't know anything about was running off to have a little bit of fun with the resident muscleman? That would reveal too much.

  At the same time what else could get a guy to leave the ultimate male fantasy? Not much. It was crazy. Any excuse I came up with would be weak as fuck. I made peace with that. If all I had to offer was a weak as fuck excuse then that’s what I’d have to go with.

  "I just remembered that I forgot something back at the lockers," I lied.

  "I'm sure whatever you forgot isn't important enough for you to leave us high and dry, now is it?" Jennifer asked.

  "No, I'm sure it isn't more important than us," Samantha agreed.

  Damn it. There was no way to be subtle about this. No way to get out of it and still try to maintain whatever relationship might've been developing with Jennifer and Samantha. And it had been going so well, too.

  It was a damn shame I had to end things between me and the two of them right when it looked like I was going to be in the market for some backup female companionship considering what Michelle was probably up to. Then again, wasn't Michelle up to exactly what I'd wanted her to be up to? Wasn't I the one who practically pushed her into this with my behind the scenes manipulations?

  If I was with Jennifer and Samantha would it be any different? I’d be with a different set of girls, but the fantasy, the obsession, the overwhelming desire to see “my” girl with another guy would still be there.

  I felt like a fucking idiot as I thought about it even as I also thought about how hot it was. It appeared that even in this moment of pure existential relationship terror the obsession was still keeping a firm hold on my imagination.

  Damn it.

  “I’m sorry ladies, but I really have to get going. Something’s come up.”

  "Are you seriously leaving us?" Samantha asked.